The Black RavineA Poem by LivingDeath
My guitar rings empty
as the moon falls down, with the sound of the darkness and the touch of the rain. No stars shine bright tonight no sun to light my world, what used to be so close now lingers far away. A dark ravine below a black abyss of pain, a knife lodged in my back as I slowly fade away. Into the nothing into the black, the sun wont shine tonight oh how I want it back.
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Added on March 3, 2010Last Updated on March 3, 2010 AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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